Returned from Another World, Earth Turned Out to Be Quite the Fantasy Too. Also, Losing Heroines, Stop Looking This Way. - V4 Chapter 33.5

Chapter 33.5: Interlude – “Samatan is Livid!”

[Mammon-Mammon Channel, let’s get star~ted! Mammon-Mammon!]

Once feared across the Demon Realm and even known as a Demon King, the demoness Samael was trembling with rage.

[Mammon-Mammon’s Advice Corner—Mammon! Now then, our very first guest on the Mammon-Mammon Channel is… mammon-mammon! Today’s concern: “My childhood friend, who promised to marry me, cheated on me…” A heartbreaking tale from working adult M-san! Mammon-Mammon!]

Samael had fought countless demons, slaughtered them, ravaged battlefields, and been betrayed time and time again.

She had even devoured angels and once attempted to bring ruin to the heavens themselves.

Yet—

In her entire, long existence, never before had she felt such pure, burning rage.

Not even when she executed her own kin for abusing the weak in her name.

Not even when her entire faction betrayed her and turned against her.

Nothing—nothing—had ever infuriated her this much.

Up until just moments ago, the angriest she had ever been in her entire life was when Mammon ate the pudding she had left in the fridge.

But now?

Mammon had done something far, far worse.

No—this was not something Mammon did.

This was something that had been done to her.

[Cheaters deserve to die. Even Samatan said so! Mammon-Mammon!]

“THAT LITTLE SHIT MADE A SIDE CHANNEL!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

Samael had been casually checking her own channel on her tablet when she somehow ended up on a completely different page.

[Mammon-Mammon Channel]

And that’s when she found out.

Mammon had secretly started a second channel.

To make things even worse, he had branded it as if it were just a fun little side project under Samatan’s main channel.

Like it was just one of the many fun, wacky things the great Samael’s crew was doing.

And yet—

“WHY THE HELL DOES IT HAVE MORE SUBSCRIBERS THAN MINE?!?!?!”

Currently, Samatan Channel had 21,349 subscribers.

Meanwhile, Mammon-Mammon Channel had 25,045 subscribers.

She was losing.

“THAT MAMMON-MAMMON BASTARRRRRRRRRRRD!!! He was crying his eyes out when he got arrested the other day! I’ve been taking care of him since we were in freaking kindergarten, and THIS is how he repays me?! TRAITORRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!”

—And so, Samatan was beyond furious.

“I’m home, mammon-mammon! Today’s Ako-san was as lovely as ever, mammon. Oh? Samael-sama, you’re already done with work? Mammon-Mammon. Alright then, I’ll start preparing din—”

“Maaaaa—moooooooon—”

“W-What is it, mammon-mammon?”

“Whaaaaat— is— thiiiiiis?”

“—M-Mammon!”

Samatan held up the tablet, and Mammon’s face immediately turned pale.

He hadn’t been trying to hide it, but he never thought he’d get caught on the very first day of posting videos.

“W-Wait! I have an explanation as deep as Tokyo Bay, mammon-mammon!”

“…Go on. Let’s hear it.”

“If Mammon-Mammon Channel gets Mammon-Mammon levels of popularity, then I, Mammon-Mammon, will become a Mammon-Mammon-tier influencer! And if I become a big enough name, I won’t end up getting arrested by the police again like last time, mammon-mammon!”

“…Weeeeeird.”

Samael narrowed her eyes.

“My loyal subordinate Mammon—would never do something this big without telling me first. Now, don’t get me wrong. I don’t mind the side channel. I don’t even mind that you surpassed my subscriber count in a day. But it’s not like you to just go off and do something like this on your own. So tell me—Who’s pulling the strings behind the scenes?”

A pressure so immense that even a fully-powered Natsuki wouldn’t stand a chance radiated from Samatan.

The sheer amount of magic energy she released dwarfed Mammon’s—one of the Seven Deadly Sins—several times over.

“…Satan said it’d be fine if I helped you reach a million subscribers, including the side channel, mammon-mammon. So I kinda just… gave it a little push.”

“Oh, so you just had a little moment of ‘Mammon-Mammon weakness,’ huh? That all?”

“Also… He said that if I managed to keep it hidden from you, I could double the subscriber count calculation, mammon-mammon.”

“SATAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!!! YOU’RE SCREWING WITH ME, AREN’T YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU?!?!?! NEXT TIME I SEE YOU, I’M GONNA KICK YOU RIGHT IN THE CROTCHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!”

Despite her rage, Samatan ultimately didn’t stop Mammon from continuing the side channel.

However—

At that moment, even Samatan herself couldn’t have predicted…

That the “Mammon-Mammon Advice Channel” would soon evolve into…

A couple’s channel.




〜〜Afterword〜〜

Aomori is peaceful—

…Or so it seemed.

Turns out, Satan was secretly plotting something terrifying as a Demon King.

Meanwhile, over in a certain Divine Realm…

Susa-Susa: “…Hey, what do you think about a Susa-susa Channel? Ah, no, wait, I was kidding! Stop! Don’t take away my cheap beer! If you do that, I won’t have anything left to drink—noooooooooooo! Please, I’m begging you! Not the tap water! Not the tap waterrrrrrr!!!”

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